Reignwolf looks like Werewolf the Fonz. The teens loved him. I loved him. He said he “just made a new friend on the street, and asked him to come play with us.” It was a guy who drums on overturned buckets, maybe you have seen him before. He looked as at ease to be up onstage with people screaming as he is to busk out on the street. He was great. Reignwolf sweat, but his hair stayed amazing. (HOW? Give us your secrets.) No one has given more to the audience, probably, all Bumbershoot, than Reignwolf just did. When he climbed off the stage and sat on the barrier and kept playing, everyone sweat harder, tried to touch him, screamed, and had a million orgasms.
A guy who looked like Amish Dave Navarro was standing behind him sometimes, wearing a tall hat and taking pictures. His drummer was great, and his fellow guitarist was great, but even greater (duh) was when Mr. Wolf played guitar and drums at the same time. Then he finished the set by throwing the guitar onto the drum set and walking off in a way that managed to be both jovial and badass (more secrets!), while the guitar kept playing itself. Then he came back for an encore and everyone Reignwolfed themselves again.
(Alternate title for this post: "The Reignwolf in Spainwolf Falls Mainly on the Plainwolf.")
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